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Krissy was swinging; it was something one could do alone, while still being next to someone else. In this case, she was next to her father, Timmy. How embarrassing. The skitty had refused to allow her out of his sight, even after she'd grown. She supposed it was because he'd been used to the rougher parts of town; he'd been friends with some of those rougher people.

She hesitated as a boy took the swing to her right. She allowed herself to slow down; the kid didn't seem very interested in swinging, was he unhappy about something? She used her legs to stop the swing, burying her feet in the sand. "Hi, I'm Krissy," she said. "I bet I can swing higher than you! Want to race and see?"